I began to lick a path down from her navel and soon reached her dense patch of hair that I combed apart with my fingers until I was able to get at the... top of her slit. Her wee pleasure button soon began to stand out and she seemed to love the way I licked and flicked it with my tongue. Mom was getting excited and I soon became aware of the increasing wetness of her whole crotch and of the same exciting odour that was starting again, but much more obviously this time since I had my head so much. One day I came back to find three young skinhead guys banging her, one in each hole and she was noisily encouraging them by squealing and shouting 'Fuck me harder you fucking bastards'. My cock was hard in an instant but I decided to just stay back a while and watch.The blokes switched positions and carried on fucking her and I saw her glance in my direction and smile at me before she went back to shouting encouragement at the guys fucking her. One had already cum all over her and then I saw. Robin was dressed smartly as always and smelled of fresh aftershave, he was carrying a bottle of red wine and a bunch of flowers, presumedly picked fresh from his garden.He greeted me with a cheery "hello" Hello back you old charmer, those for me?" The voice that came out of my lips didn't sound like mine, it was a surreal moment, making light of a big situation."The flowers are for the lady of the house but you may have some wine"Robin said in an exaggerated posh voice.I got the strong. "You enjoyed that huh...This feeling...it so exciting," the look she had a feral lust and excitement bubbling in the girl a sense of dominance? I had no idea...But I had questions."W-Why," I squeezed out her eye returning to me annoyed, "why are you doing this?" I told you didn't I? I'm horny! I want to fuck! I need to feel a cock inside me...you have no idea how much I've been holding back….I expected you to take me," she spoke annoyed, "I gave you so many chances to just ravish me...made It.